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Someone asks you a question hoping you have the answer, when clearly the answer would require access to technology.
Question: What is the distance to the moon.
Answer: Wait, let me think--sorry, Satellite's down.
Inhaling a substance (recreational drugs) so deeply into your lungs that when you die, no matter how many years later, there is still a microscopic amount of smoke left in you lungs from that one monster hit.
"Aw, man, that gravedigger I did at your brothers house was so bad ass, my lungs were screaming 'house fire!'."
Named for the practice of taking one hit (inhaling) of marijuana concentrate in a dabs rig, then immediately taking a hit of G (crystal meth), without exhaling the first hit.
"That dude from your home town taught us all how to do Black and Tans, and I thought my lungs were going to crawl out of my chest!"